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Post by PA Hillbilly on Mar 20, 2008 12:27:53 GMT -5
I bet that got the blood pumping.
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Post by mtwolfsbane on Mar 20, 2008 21:22:30 GMT -5
I have hunted bear for years, taken some, missed more.
My best story is one that got away.
I was hunting whitetail in a creek bottom during a heavy snowfall. Ther was about 2 feet of fresh on the ground when I see a trail in the snow. When I go down to check, I thought it was another hunter because the tracks were about the same size as mine. The snow was so soft it didnt hold the track, just the depression where the foot had been.
The area was closed to other hunters so I followed the tracks a little ways, when they go into this ditch, but don't come out the other side. I thought he was maybe smelling a late blooming flower or something in the bushes to my right.
I stepped forward and rested the butt of my rifle on this little deadfall tree to keep my balance as I looked down the ditch.
That is when this big flipping black bear exploded from right under my feet. He had a little hidy-hole dug into the ditch bank below where I was standing.
To make a long story short, (too late) the last I saw of that bear were the rooster tails of snow he was kicking up as he made tracks for destination elsewhere! I would like to say I stood there calmly and tried to get a shot, but it is hard to line up the target when you are traveling at approximately the same speed in the opposite direction!
Good Hunting Boys.
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Post by PA Hillbilly on Mar 20, 2008 21:32:51 GMT -5
LOL good story mt
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Post by Jim on Mar 21, 2008 5:36:03 GMT -5
great story mtwolsbane! Great stories on here keep them coming folks.
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badger
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Post by badger on Mar 21, 2008 7:43:38 GMT -5
Great story.....being in the woods can be a heart jumping time!
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Post by copperdog on Mar 21, 2008 11:35:16 GMT -5
wow, thats a good story, thanks
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Post by mtwolfsbane on Mar 31, 2008 20:31:13 GMT -5
Hey guys, We need more bear stories on this thread!
Like the time my neighbor found a yearling cub in the basement of his house, or when 2 of my cousins as a trick on a friend, put some dog food on the floor of his cabin and left the door open, then when a young black bear went in after the food, they closed the door so the bear would be there to surprise him when he came home as he had been bragging what a great bear hunter he was, they thought they would help him find one.
Or, I could tell of my most religious experience.
One of my hunting partners and I were hunting some mountains in southwest Montana early rifle season. We were looking for elk in an area we hadn't hunted before and were looking for any sign.
It was a great area of cuts where logging had taken place a few years earlier, mixed with stands of timber. Lots of deadfall logs, sapling growth of evergreens in the 3 to 6 foot range and open meadows, so it was about as good as it gets for elk habitat.
We had hunted from sunup and had covered probably 2 1/2 to 3 miles from the truck. It was getting on toward noon when we heard something on the other side of some old growth timber on the edge of one of the clearings. We started putting the big sneak on the source of the noise.
The wind was in our favor as we snuck through the trees, when my partner hissed at me and whispered "don't cut one like that this close". I was confused as I was not guilty of any small indiscretions, but ok, he smelled something.
There was this big old rotten log laying across my path, and as I stepped over it, I noticed that the tree had been ripped open, uh-oh, not a good sign.
I started looking around and sure enough, there was a BIG bear track. I chirp/whistled to my partner to stop him. When he looked at me I signed bear, and we both looked at the spot where the noise was coming from. What we had thought was a bull elk rubbing on a tree, was in fact about 30 feet away from us. Tearing up another rotton log was a very good sized SILVERTIP GRIZZLY! Believe me at 30 feet those things are HUGE.
Without further ado, we quietly retreated the heck out of there.
The wind was in our favor and apparently the bear had found something really tasty as he never acted like we were in the country.
Take it from someone who has been there, 1, Grizzlys really stink, 2 They are really reaallllly big, and 3, if you weren't religious before, you will be once you see one at that range.
Yes we both had rifles, but we didn't want to shoot it and make it mad.
Little things like that always make for a memorible hunt, My partner still mentions it from time to time, and that hunt was over 20 years ago. I have run into griz since then, but never one that close, or that life, (and underwear) changing an experience.
Good Hunting
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Post by smitty243 on Apr 4, 2008 10:24:01 GMT -5
i hit one last year but a guy that was hunting with us ended up killing it. before me & my wife got married i pick her up at work one night we got back home & the in laws were look out the window with night vision bio i said to her what the hell are they looking at ? she said i don't know ,but it better not be a bear i said its not no bear probably a coon. we got out of the truck & turn on the spot light. there was three cubs & their mother standing on her side of the truck. she scream jump back in the truck and lock me out faster then i could blink.
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Post by Jim on Apr 4, 2008 17:24:50 GMT -5
Great story MTwolfsbane!
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Post by woodsdweller on Apr 28, 2008 12:49:57 GMT -5
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Post by Jim on Apr 28, 2008 15:50:30 GMT -5
nice bears!
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Post by PA Hillbilly on Apr 29, 2008 3:27:53 GMT -5
Nice, Thanks for sharing.
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Post by mtwolfsbane on Apr 30, 2008 8:53:16 GMT -5
Good Bears guys! Congratulations
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